December 11, 2009
…would you know who spent the night with me?
Ah, you have been reading! Yup, I got to keep Mikayla overnight last night while her mommy and step-dad took what will probably be their last trip alone together for a bit since their baby is due very soon. Amazingly, Andy had three days off and they high tailed it up to Kelly’s dad’s place in the mountains for three days. Woo-hoo!
No, that woo-hoo is on my behalf! I got the kid for the night. And as much as I love, love, love my linedancing nights, opportunities to keep Kayla overnight hardly ever happen anymore so I took advantage of it.
So, there I was at the butt-crack of dawn this morning, rooting through the fridge and cabinets, trying to figure out what to put in Mikayla’s lunch box for today. It used to be easy when she was at daycare. I could put all kinds of leftovers in…corn, sweet potato, chicken nuggets — stuff you heat up…because the staff did that for all of the kids.
But there’s no one in the school cafeteria heating up lunches for six hundred million little elementary school kids.
Drat.
That means I have to get creative with a cold lunch.
Ugg.
But while I was digging around in her incredibly heavy bookbag, I found two cans of turnip greens.
Really?
Turnip greens?
“Gramma, we’re having a canned food drive at school.”
Okay. That explains part of this mystery…
But, as Dr. Suess says about the Grinch, my puzzler was still puzzling. I don’t eat turnip greens. I know I live in the South and Southerners are supposed to eat things like turnip greens and black eyed peas and pickled pigs feet. But I don’t eat any of those. And I was having this really hard time picturing my daughter going to her pantry and pulling out two cans of turnip greens. I just don’t see my daughter even buying turnip greens.
So, I’m standing there trying to puzzle it out in my little gramma-brain, silently applauding my daughter’s decision to seize the opportunity to get the turnip greens out of her house, picturing her pawing through the pantry trying to make sure all the black-eyed peas were gone too, and I must have been muttering musing aloud…”when did Kelly start eating turnip greens?”.
Kayla: “What gramma?”
Me: “Oh, I’m just mumbling to myself. I was wondering about these turnip greens. I didn’t know your mom liked turnip greens.”
Kayla: “Well, maybe Daddy and Ashley like them.”
Instant illumination!
Thomas and Ashley had Mikayla last night and Thomas was the one who put the cans in her book bag.
Whew!
I thought I was going to have to do a dietary intervention on my daughter. I’m sure turnip greens are absolutely wonderful for you. But, well…we just don’t eat turnip greens! LOL.
At least I know why Mikayla’s book bag is so heavy now….
Turnip greens?? I didn’t even know they had such a thing in cans.
(Love the strikeout … glad your blogging program allows it. They add a layer of fun!)
I know, right? There are so many things in cans in the grocery store that just scare me! (And, as you know, I “stole” the strikeout idea from your blog because everytime you used it I laughed out loud. It’s such an effective way of saying what you really shouldn’t say but getting the point across anyway. Thanks!) : )
p.s- Those cans had been in her bag for several days. How she *didn’t* notice them for so many days, I havn’t the slightest considering her book bag felt like she was carrying her rock collection around in it.
I know, it’s weird. And when I finally came in with her through the front door so we could drop them off, you’d have thought we were putting all her Barbies in that box! Cans of gold…